POETRY DIARY

I walked thrrough the forests and the desert Isles
But never found
What I was hindered from finding.

All this happened within the bounds
Of my heart and mind
Never were those desired temptations overcome
By I never found
what I was hindered from finding.

I was an insane substitute of misery
I had crossed the background of torture
With a mere smile
But I never found
What I was hindered from finding.

The icons of hope had been eroded
By the winds of gusty will-power
Perished were my desires
By the acceleration of pain
In my heart and in my mind
And thus, I never found
What I was hindered from finding.

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